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by StandStill Aug 9, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Little house of mirrors reflects a thousand times. Inspiration for creation, reason for the rhymes. A thousand little surfaces, they all reflect a face. Too skinny with pale blue, grey eyes... seems such ann ugly disgrace. Some too big, some too small, mirrors everywhere! Oh, darling dearest, what a place to fill me with despair. Adobe house with reflections, words unsaid and meanings unheard. I failed again, dear friends and foes... and I didn't even have to speak a word.